This story is unbelievable. Astonishingly unique and magical and I could not resist but to rewrite it. I hope that the original writer will not mind. Right now, I am listening to Dido’s beautiful jazzy voice of white flag. This song teaches me about why we should not give up in life. It’s a miracle for people who never gives up in life. As humans, we have our limits, right. I believe that God give difficulties in life for us to embrace and learn and they are not off our boundaries but, sometimes we are tested to check the position of our stand. Whether we are supposed to stop and give up or to move on. However we make the choice. It has always been us to do the backwards or forwards. I write this because of my LOVE towards writing.i made the choice to write, and not give up on my obsession to always write. Some people who doesn’t like what I write or will write, that’s okay because, there are some people who like the way im putting words in lines. Like the old saying says, one people’s meat is another man’s poison. In WATER FOR ELEPHANTS, the young man played by Robert Pattinson, was a genius in vets (animal doctorate or something), the story goes,
One fine day, he was sitting on a final exam that determined whether he could graduate the college or not. While he was sitting the paper calmly and euphorically to get it done, an old man, his chauffeur came in the class, bringing the bad news to the inspector. He turned his back when his name was called up. He walked slowly towards the door; where the old man stand, waiting for him. He looked sharply into the hazel eyes of the old chauffeur, with uncertainty.
“ There had been an accident, young master.” Reported the old man. Jacob looked; not blinking even once.
“ We’ve lost Mr. and Mrs. McCowski. I am deeply sorry, Sir. I am.” Uttered the old man once again.
Jacob walked out of the door. He kept walking to nowhere he had known. No where he was assured of. There he goes, had not said any words towards no one. Not even to himself. He lost his diligence to bring him decisions or directions. He walked till he found a railway trail. Not a station, a railway. And he walked through it. Along the deserted railway. In his mind was all blank. He remembered when the police asked him;
“ Mr. McCowski, is there any other relatives to be let known of? Anyone at all?”
“ No one. Just me”.
That was his last word that day. Back on the railway. He was still walking although it had become dark. He lost his cause of life. The sound of train woke him up. The sound of the antique steamed train. Rolling its way down to him. He stopped. Stepped aside and waited. The train passed in front of him. He looked all his way. West, east, south and north. There was nothing but cold woods. So, he ran approaching the train. His heart said here’s the only way. He ran and approached the train. He got on the train, gasping and laid down on the goods cargo. Laughing a little as he thought of what he had just done.
I sat legs out facing the best sunset on earth while riding in a train filled with hypocrisy. “BUMM”. I turned around, finding who the hell’s ruining my best moment. I saw a magnificent creature laying and gasping on the wooden train floor. He was angel. At least he looked like one, despite his sweaty and stained creamed suit.
“ Are you an angel sent from above to save me?” I asked the mysterious man.
No response. He could not hear me, I guess. I stared at him. He was laughing at himself and got up, stood on his feet and turned his back facing me. And screamed a bit chickenly.
“ Who are you, lady?” he asked me.
“ One of God’s creation. Mr-i-Don’t-Know-Who, I asked you that, hours ago, pardon me.”
“ Sorry, I haven’t notice you. Well, it’s a bit dangerous to sit there, miss…”
“who are you?” I asked impatiently.
“ I’m, I’m a nobody.”
“ Seriously? I thought you were sent by God to me.” I uttered.
“ Unfortunately, no.”
“ Your name, gentleman?”
“ Jacob.”
“kringgggg” the bell sounded.
I got up, took the long jacket of mine hanging by the door’s lock and ready to set off the cabin next to ours.
“ Well, Jake, that bell rings for me. Good luck! Run, if you never wanted to get caught. See you!”
“ Wait, miss.. your name is?”
“too precious to tell.. Good bye!” I shouted as jumped and ran over in the beside cabin. Heading to the diner’s cabin. Mother would kill me if she found this out!
****************DINERS*******************************
“There’s sweetheart Marlena! We are all waiting for you, dear. Like always.”
“All sweaty again? I wonder where have you been?” Harry, my fiance’ for the time being.
“nowhere, just on board, Harry, no worries at all.” I said while forking a lobster in front of me.
This train belonged to Harry’s father. I called him Uncle Gerald. He had gotten a new wife called, Joycelyn. We all called her Joy. On board are all the richies of Great town Winsconsin. Me and Harry are actually getting married in a serene town up west, Queensland. There’s an old house of my late father over there awaiting for us. I had known Harry since I opened my eyes. We loved each other as siblings. But our family’s planned for us this big marital state. I hated this. He too. But we could not resist our family’s honor and pride. My father’s big company need to be saved from a big bankruptcy. I was the trade. So does Harry, but he got other upside down story on his side. He was kidnapped last few years after he graduated the junior high. And Uncle Gerald happened to save him. He had sacrificed his life to repay his life that Uncle Gerald had saved. Even his ability to play music. I pitied him. But now, I had to pity myself. Well, mother would never let go of her filthy rich lifestyle. She was the first to force this Golden marriage. And made me wear this extremely tight and lacey dress. Richies looked good, she said. And the smile I could sincerely make was when I looked at the sunset everyday, even if arter that, I had to rush all the way to the diner and attentively listen to the annoying compliments from the newly found aunties and possessive uncles and Harry. He just had to work real hard to get my real love. Poor him? Yes. Poor me more!
“ Sir, we found an unidentified man in the cargo cabin.” A bodyguard whispered in Uncle Gerald’s ear. I was reminded to someone. His name was….. wait I could not recall! The angel! Who was it…..
“Bring him to me.” Said Uncle G.
Soon, the man was brought in . he stood in front of us. His eyes were locked to mine. I looked somewhere else. ‘told you to run!’ I said in my heart.
“who are you?”
“Jacob”
“why are you on my train?”
“your train?”
“yes, any problem wiith that. Young man?”
“no, not at all. Its just that I found your daughter there….”
“uhukkkk uhukkk ummm hmmm!” I made that cough out.
“Are you okay, Marlena?” Harry encountered caress.
“Marlena? Is that your name?” the man said.
“who are you, again?” Harry asked.
“Jacob. I accidentally jumped on your train, sir. Sorry for that.”
“accidentally? Nahhh… drop him off the next station.”
He was dragged away.
“wait. Wait up. Your horse is extremely ill. If you can fix it without me then, drop me off”
“and who are you?”.
“Jacob, vets in Harvard.”
“you’re a graduate from Harvard?”
“umm,… yes.”
“take good care of my horse.”
“<smiling> I will”. He said.
“have you eaten? You don’t look like a doctor at all when your stomach kept growling…. Like… like a very.. hungry rat.” Busted Marlena. Busted me.
“No, thank you. That’s very thoughtful of you.”
“I was not offering, I was asking.”
“oh.. well not yet.”
“Hector, do you mind?” signing for Hector, my guardian to feed the angel. He was gorgeous.
Harry gave me the look of, we need to talk!.
actually aku dah mengarut nih tapi lebih kurang lah ceritanya, and more magics. aku ngantuk and bantal dah memanggil manggil. tak lama lagi mak pulak memanggil manggil suroh anak dara dia bangun kan, so, stakat ni dulu entri aku. adios
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